The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 73 Cast a lonely bet to determine the ups and downs of the world!
"you are wrong."

Ye Mo's face was pale, and he said weakly.

"what?"

The ancient corpse realized something was wrong.

In the next moment, an ancient war gun pierced through the torso of the ancient corpse!

This is obviously Ye Mo's avatar, he hides in the void, and pierces the blue-black demon body with a single shot.

The war gun buzzed, and the evil spirit raged like a tyrannosaurus, destroying everything.

"boom!"

The sky and the ground exploded violently, and the demonic energy enveloped everything. In the darkness, a pair of scarlet eyes lit up, and then burst into immortal light.

"Nirvana!"

Ye Mo roared again, the essence of the eight directions was like a tide, recasting the physical body, and the fairy king's dharma came back to the world!

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, the void trembled, and the chaotic air exploded, revealing two behemoths.

The ancient corpse pulled out the battle gun and crushed it casually, and it came to kill again.

Between heaven and earth.

The two demon gods fought again, making all living beings tremble.

The ancient corpse roared, and the giant hand struck across the sky, rumbling and shaking, and gray runes flickered. This is a kind of gray stone rune, which is quite ancient.

This giant hand that covered the sky came over, its whole body was pitch-black, runes gleamed, the chaotic energy shattered where it passed, and a huge passage was torn around it, and it rumbled on top of Ye Mo's head.

Ye Mo didn't retreat.He waved his fists to greet him, and the fist prints emitted a very mysterious light. This is an ancient power belonging to the blood of the human race, with intertwined runes and ancient characters.

He has made great progress in the Kunpeng method, and then applied it to the innate holy body and dao womb.

"boom!"

This world is trembling, Ye Mo's eyes are scarlet, his body is broken, and before the blood is spilled, he is wiped out by the violent chaos and disappears.

Ye Mo's indestructible holy body is constantly changing, and the power it exerts becomes more and more terrifying. The fist is heavy and huge, and the void rumbles when it hits. Cracks spread out and then disappear.

The void split open, gradually revealing the chaotic air.

These chaotic smogs are very violent, containing extremely terrifying destructive power, destructive, unstoppable, everything is gradually being swallowed, and nothing can survive.

The ancient corpse stood in the chaos, waving a pair of huge arms, shaking the four directions, the chaos rolled, and the mist scattered.

"boom!"

A demonic hand struck across the sky, the void trembled, and cracks spread.

Ye Mo's whole body glowed, and he punched countless fist marks. His body like a god and demon gradually exuded a hazy luster. As time passed, he became stronger and stronger. In the end, a desolate atmosphere spread throughout the world.

The fist hit, with a bang, a chaotic storm was set off, sweeping in all directions, destroying everything.

The ancient corpse was injured, and it roared angrily.

"If it weren't for the ancient artifacts of the human race to injure me, how can you be an ant like me to fight with me!"

Ye Mo didn't speak, his black hair fluttered, his body glowed, and he was reborn amidst constant destruction, becoming stronger as he fought.

"I'll help you!"

Behind the ancient corpse, several ancient strong men came to kill them again!
These few ancient powerhouses are tyrannical and boundless, standing in the void, shocking the world, as if no one can stop them.

Ye Mo's eyes shrank slightly at this moment, and the pressure suddenly increased.

The human monks watching on the ground gasped, their eyes were full of despair.

"When you die here today, all your previous grand ambitions are shattered. If you turn around and leave, you may still have a little life, but you will see a hell on earth in two days. Choose it, the genius of the human race."

An ancient strongman sneered.

"If I take a step back, it's not me."

Ye Mo's eyes were firm.

He made a desperate bet, and Ye Mo bet everything.

Even if it turns into dust, even if this life is lost forever, it will be smashed to pieces.

After all, in exchange for the peace of the world!
At this moment, the sun and the moon shine together, the green dragon, the white tiger, the fairy phoenix, and the basaltic vision shine in the world, and a sea of ​​stars rises and falls, blooming the most dazzling light!

He has black hair and golden eyes, and a majestic figure, like a Chaos Demon God born from heaven and earth!
"Then stop talking nonsense, die, and fall into reincarnation with your humble belief!"

The ancient strongman roared for nine days and struck Ye Mo horizontally.

"Boom!"

The killing world trembled, as if ten rounds of great suns had exploded.

Ye Mo's black hair fluttered, his eyes were like lightning, and he killed blood among countless fist shadows and spears!
"boom!"

In countless confrontations, Ye Mo's bones were broken, his flesh was pierced, and his mind was broken. He was almost torn apart, but he stood there without falling down.

The terrifying coercion makes everyone tremble, wanting to worship, like a million volcanoes erupting, like thousands of magic mountains descending, like a boundless starry sky falling, this world will collapse.

"Die!"

Another dull collision!

Ye Mo bombarded with the ancient corpse again, raised his head to the sky and roared furiously, his body finally couldn't bear it, and there was a click.The body split again.

"boom!"

At this moment, the ancient strongman seized the opportunity.

A spear pierced through his spine and sent Ye Mo flying into the void.

Ye Mo's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, and pulled out the ancient spear again with his bare hands. The moment the spear was pulled out, flesh and blood were brought out again, which made him groan.

"die!"

An ancient strong man roared and punched Ye Mo on the back.

Flesh and blood flew, bones shattered, and the hazy fairy light exploded.

Ye Mo was almost half dead, kneeling on the ground, he could only breathe, the Indestructible Eucharist had countless holes in his birth wound, just like a discarded item.

"Ding!"

A spear came and nailed Ye Mo in the void!
"Senior brother."

Tsing Yi's eyes were full of tears.

At this time, in the eyes of countless human monks.

Ye Mo was nailed to the void, his body was in tatters, and he would die even without the hands of the ancient creatures.

Blood flowed from the holes all over his body, the bones were torn, and the runes were dim.

All the visions have been broken down, and even the sacramental body gradually becomes cold.

Ye Mo couldn't help panting, his head became more and more dizzy, a stream of liquid flowed down his cheeks, it was blood, blood gushing out continuously.

"I might be dying."

Ye Mo smiled wryly, he couldn't stop coughing, as if he wanted to cough up all the internal organs.

His spine was shattered and broken into several pieces, but it was still not completely broken. The pain could no longer be felt, and the nerves had collapsed.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the three villains were almost exhausted, and they were unable to sing.

Ye Mo was already powerless, he raised his head with all his strength, and looked around the world.

Everyone was looking at Ye Mo with sadness in their eyes.

"Run away!"

Someone looked at Ye Mo, his face was pale, and he couldn't stop murmuring.

The ancient corpse was so fierce that it pierced Ye Mo with a spear with one hand.

"stop!!!"

Drank angrily, and watched the human monks in the distance rushing to the crown,

"Ye Mo!"

Tears welled up in the corner of Tsing Yi's eyes, she stared blankly at the person in front of her being pierced.

"Die, Human Race Tianjiao, see you in reincarnation."

The ancient corpse's words were cold, it shot, and the spear oppressed Ye Mo's soul.

Countless human monks were silent, tears welling up, their eyes were red and swollen, and they stared blankly at the god-like figure on the ground.

"Go on."

A soldier's voice trembled. He was a man who stood upright. At this moment, he couldn't control himself and shed tears.

"Perhaps you will be forgotten as time goes by, but we have already felt your will."

A blood-robed monk, with a solemn expression, tapped on the sky and the earth.

In this tragic age, the color of the human race, apart from darkness, is also the unyielding crimson!

(End of this chapter)